Ballet shoes

Chapter 1

Phil's P.O.V

I sighed as I locked up my ballet studio. It was late and I wanted and needed sleep. I walked home and I saw flashing blue lights and heard the police siren. I wondered what happened but then I realised that I was outside my colourful apartment and those thought slipped my mind as I slipped my key into the key hole....

Dan P.O.V

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. I didn't mean for this to happen. I don't want to be like this but I don't have a choice. Shit the police are coming. I stood up and took one last look at my baby brother and sighed. He was lying in a pool of his own blood. I told him that he couldn't come out with me because I didn't want him to get hurt but he didn't listen and he never does. Tears start to form in my eyes and I run. I see a man fumble with his keys before he slid a key into the hole. I ran up to him. "Please sir can I stay the night. I'm homeless." I begged him. As a son as I saw his face alarm bells rang in my head. I know him. From school.

*flashback Phil's P.O.V*

I pushed my glasses up my nose I did my maths homework that was set 5 minutes ago. Suddenly Dan bursts into the library. My breathing increased as well as my heartbeat. I really liked Dan but he was popular and I'm not. I'm the nerd and he is the main bass in a band. *side note I know Dan don't play bass but go with it* I briefly made eye contact with him before he rolled his eyes at me and went to sit with his friends and ignored me. I need to get over him but I just can't. I think I might love him....

*end of flashback*

*Phil's P.O.V*

"Um sure. Come in quick" I said. I feel like I know his face from somewhere but I can't quite place where from. Maybe from school, or around London I'm not sure but I can't quite shake the feeling that I know him kind of personally.